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I asked. " This is going to be the marriage of revenge, my love." he replied " I can tell you hate me so much which is why you left me at the altar. You didn't want to get chained to me by getting married so why not give you the same thing you never wanted? This marriage is going to be the marriage of hatred. Nothing else. I will get to keep you imprisoned to myself as long as I want until I began to get bored of you." " You still love me, Dante, which is why you want to get married to me. Don't you?" I asked with a smirk " Trust me this marriage is going to be a marriage of love and hatred. Love from your side and hatred from my side."

Lovato would always remember the love he shared with his wife… their fiery and bloody love so beautiful that would be replayed for many years, then eventually down the timeline (but in a different way! While the rebelling mafia goons had been vanquished, the death of the Ruiz's family madam, Marisa had stained the victory that was to be celebrated. Slowly, the darkness in the city eventually dispersed and a sense of melancholy settled in. Lovato wiped his tears as clenched his teeth in a burning rage… "Whoever you're, I will get my revenge…. Even if I go down with you!" He roared into the stiff atmosphere, knowing that his wife's killer would still be around somewhere in the dark night.

Xinyi'er asked with a smile on her face. "Yunno, it's your first love. I understand that it's hard to let go of one's first love. You don't have to bottle up your anger. Oh, I'm sorry Mr. Long. I don't mean to hurt you." Shi Weiwei said innocently pretending to care about Long Chen feelings looking at him Long Chen glares at her and she quickly averted her eyes from him. "Why will he be angry. He doesn't have to get angry after all I'm his. I regretted being previously in love with a scumbag. Anyone who will date that guy is a waste." Xinyi'er shook her head in pity.

but Michael wasn't paying attention, so he continued. By that point, he had reached the most distressing aspect of his memories, and all he wanted to do was put it behind him. "When I found out about the abortion," he went on with grim quietness, "all I could think of was that you were more like my mother than I'd thought. I told myself I hated you, and when you ran away, I began to plan revenge. A child seemed the perfect way since I was certain you didn't want one, and learning that I'd lost one made me realize how much I wanted to be a father. I thought I could accomplish both goals at once-getting even with you and starting a family at the same time. I didn't think I'd ever find another

"No matter what happens, we won't let this tear us apart." Her fingers brush against my cheek, and I touch them with my lips. "I promise," Maria whispers, and I seal our vow with a kiss. "No matter what we do, whether for love, family, or revenge, our choices will always bind us." Revenge. Is it still stronger than love?

They said revenge is a dish best served cold and I fully agree with that statement. Sometimes one needs to wait for the right time to get their revenge. Just as I did with Olivia, making her think that she has won and that everything in her life is going according to plan. Then I would appear and hit her where it hurts the most. She didn’t really know what I was capable of and what I was willing to do to get what I wanted.

The lines between hate and love blurred, forcing her to confront the complexities of her own emotions. As the silence lingered, Florida and Beta found themselves caught in a delicate dance—a dance of revelations and unspoken truths, where past wounds collided with unexpected connections. In this pivotal moment, Florida's journey of revenge took an unforeseen turn, opening a path to rediscovering the depths of her own heart and the possibility of forgiveness.

I want to be a girl who urgently needs to be loved. I adjusted back from him. and sipped my empty coffee cup. I don't know what I should say, I don't know what I would say. "Hae-Jae, I want to be loved but not yet, I'm still planning on revenge on the ones who made me bleed " I wanted revenge more than I wanted love, and I'm just a few hours away from getting what I have always wanted in a long time. "Anna, with strong love, revenge can be gotten easily."

My stomach rumbled with flutters and tinglings and I hate to feel this way, or maybe, I don't want to admit that I enjoy this feeling with the man I'll kill soon. I just… I looked at him once again, and raised an eyebrow. He placed his hand on my head and scattered the snow that hung on the strands and released a curly smoke into the air. “You know what, this was a mistake?” I yanked his hand away and headed back into the darkness and my chest was consumed with guilt and agony. The feeling of revenge is overwhelming, most especially when it contends with love… But then, without warning, a car just stopped before me. Before I could do anything to escape,a bag was covered on my head and I was

“Now this boils down to the question Sophia asked you back at the café. How about you make your own choice? Those people have treated you wrongly, and you know it. They need to pay, and you can do something about that.” I rested back in my chair and crossed my legs, the motion casual, the body language of a man who’d rehearsed this delivery. Her face changed, the calculation was visible now, a map of the gears turning behind her eyes. That particular look told me I’d struck the right nerve: pain softened by opportunity, anger polished by the scent of revenge. All I needed now was a few seconds. Let her debate quietly with herself; let the hatred bloom so bright it eclipses any rational fear.